A murders story...a murders heart.
Tired as he went, he went down to the station
Tired as he felt, he went down to the law
He was nobodys friend, he was nobodys man
He was nobodys friend, he had no fans
Tired as he went, he went down to the law
Tired as he felt he went down to his knees
Tired as he cried, he got down with his head
He was fireing his symphonies
He was tired tired tired tired tired tired tired
Tired as he felt, he was dying slowly crossing
tired as he went, he went home
Tired as he were, he was living in dreamworld
He was tired being miserable
He was tired tired tired tired tired tired tired
People people makes him crawl
He was tired tired tired tired tired tired tired
Tired as he went down the station,tired as he felt
he was tired of all the talk
He was tired tired tired
he was tired of his heart.
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Tired as he felt, he went down to the law
He was nobodys friend, he was nobodys man
He was nobodys friend, he had no fans
Tired as he went, he went down to the law
Tired as he felt he went down to his knees
Tired as he cried, he got down with his head
He was fireing his symphonies
He was tired tired tired tired tired tired tired
Tired as he felt, he was dying slowly crossing
tired as he went, he went home
Tired as he were, he was living in dreamworld
He was tired being miserable
He was tired tired tired tired tired tired tired
People people makes him crawl
He was tired tired tired tired tired tired tired
Tired as he went down the station,tired as he felt
he was tired of all the talk
He was tired tired tired
he was tired of his heart.
Ebm Ebm/C# F#
C# D# B#
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